238: Chapter 238 Xie Ning's Panic

After a brief silence, the crowd in the spectator stands erupted into a clamor, discussing what had just happened.

"What's going on? Did you see that clearly?"

"No, I just saw Song Zhigao rush over, and then he went flying."

Although Chen Moxuan had restrained himself at the critical moment and pulled back most of his strength,

his speed was impossible for the spectators, who were generally at the third to sixth stage of the Blood Accumulation Realm, to track.

"Brother Zhigao..."

Seeing this scene, Song Zhigao's younger sister also found it hard to believe.

After being stunned for a moment, crystalline tears welled up in her eyes.

Below the stage, several medical staff struggled to pry Song Zhigao out of the wall.

They laid him flat on the ground to assess his injuries.

"He still has a pulse, but he has multiple fractures all over his body and suffered a heavy blow to his head against the wall. We need to ask Elder Liu to help with emergency treatment."

The medical staff brought a stretcher, placed Song Zhigao on it, and quickly headed to the infirmary.

Watching this scene, Chen Moxuan let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's a good thing I pulled back in time and didn't accidentally kill him..."

The moment he hit Song Zhigao, Chen Moxuan immediately withdrew his Spiritual Sense and exerted all his effort to retract his force.

Even though his instinctive attack had only used pure brute force, his Physical Body, after his last self-abusive Breakthrough, was far stronger than the average Martial Arts Grandmaster.

With just brute force, Chen Moxuan could suppress a Martial Artist at the Early Stage of the Tiangang Realm. This blow was simply not something Song Zhigao's small frame could withstand.

"However... what was that aura just now?"

Chen Moxuan furrowed his brows, his mind involuntarily recalling the strange aura he had sensed on Captain Lei.

It didn't seem like something that came from Captain Lei himself; it felt more like some kind of power attached to him.

"First, it was the difficulty in probing with my Spiritual Sense, and now I've sensed a strange power aura on a patrolling Punishment Army captain."

"It's as if a mastermind is about to jump out in front of me..."

Chen Moxuan naturally could not ignore these various strange occurrences.

Just then, the referee, who was also greatly shocked by the outcome, finally regained his senses, cleared his throat, and loudly announced the match result:

"Henghuo Martial Arts School, Chen Moxuan wins!"

As the referee's announcement fell, the spectator stands on the Henghuo Martial Arts School side instantly erupted into a wave of enthusiastic cheers, surging like a tide.

The losses in the previous two matches had truly left them unable to catch their breath.

"Who is that guy? He actually instantly killed an expert in the Qi Control Realm! When did our School Team produce such a formidable powerhouse?"

"I've seen him on campus... I think his name is Chen Moxuan, he's from Traditional Martial Arts Class 2."

"Traditional Martial Arts Class? No way, isn't that the class where only the poor kids and orphans in our school go?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down, there are people from the Traditional Martial Arts Class here too! If they report you to that Chen Moxuan, you're done for!"

However, the people from the Traditional Martial Arts Class were already used to the sarcasm and ridicule from the Elite Martial Arts Class students, so they had no interest in paying attention to these boring remarks at this moment.

Those who were familiar with Chen Moxuan were even more deeply shocked, unable to recover for a long time.

From their perspective, the last time they saw Chen Moxuan was five days ago at the training grounds, where Chen Moxuan had fallen asleep while they were practicing.

Afterward, after Principal Li called him away, he never attended another class with them.

Unexpectedly, in just five short days, Chen Moxuan had undergone a transformation as if he had been reborn.

Whether it was his temperament or his expression, he was completely different from the person in their memories.

"When did this guy... become so powerful?" They looked at each other, their hearts filled with doubt and confusion.

Below the ring, on the Jiangshui Martial Arts School side, the group was also unable to recover from the shock for a long time.

"Song Zhigao actually lost just like that..."

The vice-captain of Jiangshui Martial Arts School had a grave expression and furrowed brows as he slowly turned his gaze toward Xie Ning.

"It's shameful to say, but I didn't see how he made his Move at all. I'm afraid I'm no match for him either."

"Henghuo Martial Arts School actually kept such a person hidden all this time... Captain Xie, did you see clearly what Move he used?"

To this, Xie Ning maintained a calm and indifferent appearance, smiling slightly:

"Just a palm technique with an extremely fast striking speed. The reason you didn't see it clearly is because your viewing angle obstructed your vision...

However, this person is somewhat interesting."

"I was worried that since Zhang Qing wasn't here, this match would be boring. It seems I can finally get a little serious."

He gently patted the shoulder of the nervous-looking Liu Hong and comforted him:

"You are no match for him. Just fight casually; no one will blame you if you concede. Leave the rest to me."

Because Liu Hong had chosen to step down and rest during the first battle, the order of combat had been pushed back by one.

After Song Zhigao was defeated, the next person to face Chen Moxuan was Liu Hong.

And after Liu Hong, it would be the turn of Xie Ning, who was ranked third.

"I'll go warm up and prepare first."

Having said that, Xie Ning turned and walked toward the area where the weapon racks were placed, his gait appearing steady and confident.

Watching Xie Ning's retreating figure, the vice-captain and Liu Hong both looked on with adoration, their eyes gleaming with reverence.

"As expected of Captain Xie, he can always give people a sense of security." The vice-captain exclaimed sincerely.

In this year's competition, no matter who the opponent was, Xie Ning always maintained a calm and composed expression, bringing a great sense of security to his teammates.

However, the moment Xie Ning turned away, his seemingly calm and unruffled expression became incredibly panicked.

"Where did this monster pop out from!" Xie Ning couldn't help but roar wildly in his heart.

The analysis he had just given, which appeared calm and composed, was actually all bluffing.

Although Xie Ning had seen a portion of Chen Moxuan's movements more clearly than the others, it was only by a tiny fraction.

He had only caught the tail end of the action, the moment Chen Moxuan retracted his power and slapped Song Zhigao across the face.

He hadn't followed Chen Moxuan's movements before the strike at all.

This meant that if this Move were directed at him, he would also have zero time to react.

"It's over, it's over. I talked tough too early. When it's my turn to go on stage, won't he beat me to death?"

Xie Ning wailed in his heart, as if he could already see the miserable state of being beaten to a pulp by Chen Moxuan.

"No, with so many people watching, the reputation I've built up over so many years absolutely cannot be ruined just like this."

Xie Ning's heart was in absolute panic, his brain whirring at high speed as he tried to find a way to resolve this huge crisis before him.

"There's no other choice... luckily I have one prepared."

Xie Ning took a red-skinned Medicinal Pill out of his pocket, his gaze hardening, and swallowed it while his back was turned and no one was paying attention.

He quickly mobilized the blood, Qi, and True Qi in his body to accelerate the diffusion of the medicine's potency.

Immediately afterward, Xie Ning pretended to stumble forward a few steps and then suddenly fell to the ground with a thud.

A mouthful of blood immediately gushed out of his mouth.